The rain fell with the long night, leaving a place of innocence, and the vast world was as spotless as a baby, but with a disgusting smell wafting from it, the source of which no one knows, or even few people can smell it.

Jincheng Huafu was extremely quiet, Li Tieqi sat in the middle of a pool of blood, holding the thin cigarette gun between his fingers, because his body was too dirty, he didn't dare to touch the robe.

The leopard bared its teeth in pain and bandaged its wounds.

"Leopard, take the melon seeds back to the sacred mountain, he doesn't like this place, don't bury him here, dirty his reincarnation." Li Tieqi muttered, this man who had fought fiercely all night seemed to never fall, or never stood up.

"You can go back with us, benefit this thing, we can't play, the melon seeds have died here, isn't it enough?" The leopard's voice was extremely hoarse, as if its throat was choked by something.

Li Tieqi shook his head, he has always been a person who has revenge, if there is no revenge, then he is willing to send his entire anger to this dire Qingdao, how terrible is an unscrupulous Li Tieqi, the leopard has completely understood it once.

The leopard sighed secretly and shook his head, knowing that Li Tieqi was sincerely willing to stay in Qingdao forever.

"Leopard, you don't have to persuade me, at least I won't leave now, I'm just going to see what those who want to take off my Li Tieqi's head look like, and I want to see if they can take off my head or if I can take off their heads." Li Tieqi's face swelled with a strange hideousness, but it would always be reminiscent of the madness of letting go before he died.

"If you can really survive this time, go back to Shenshan honestly, and we will wait for you there." The leopard carried the corpse of the melon seeds and limped away, it seemed that the taste of the rivers and lakes was crisp and neat, perhaps originally, the reason why such a gang of three was called like this was because of the idea that it would surely sink.

Now there is only one person left in Jincheng Huafu, one person, in a big storm that shakes Qingdao, how inconspicuous, but it is so critical, but no matter how demonic or perverted this is, under this unimaginable huge storm, the back of that person is a little lonely, no matter how you look at it, people don't understand that this scene is bleak.

The sky in the east gradually showed a trace of fish belly white, but the whole sky was still so dark, but the rain had stopped, and I don't know if Zhao Kuangchao completely opened the reason why this heavy rain could touch the earth boundary.

"Okay, park here, you go down first." The man who smoked all the way in the back seat was in the dark, and he could only let Zhao Kuanglan see a vague outline, but he didn't know if it was an illusion, Zhao Kuangran could always feel a trace of familiarity from this man, as if he had seen it before.

Zhao Kuangran got out of the car honestly, and intuitively told Zhao Kuangran, the man sitting in the back seat here has a thousand ways to kill him, in the face of this incomparably huge gap, struggling seems to be a ridiculous thing, but the most important reason is that Zhao Kuangchan did not feel the killing intent from this man, which is also the reason why Zhao Kuangchao has always been completely obedient.

After getting out of the car, although winter has already been thrown far away by spring, at this time, people can always feel a trace of inexplicable chill, as if it comes out of the bones, especially in this kind of wilderness.

Take a closer look at the surrounding scenery, although it is not pleasing to the eye, but fortunately it is more comfortable to look at, due south is a water tower that has long been abandoned, the crumbling appearance, there is the taste of the Leaning Tower of Pisa, giving this piece of emptiness a little more rare artistic conception.

Due north is Qingdao in the dark and blurred, Zhao Kuanglan has never faced a city like this, at this moment I feel that the familiar Qingdao is not an ordinary strangeness, as if since the moment he left Qingdao, not only him, but even Qingdao instantly forgot him, leaving no emotion.

At this time, the car door opened belatedly, it seemed that the man sitting in the back seat liked to procrastinate in everything, got out of the car and looked at Zhao Kuangran, behind him was the rising sun, Zhao Kuangran looked at the man's gradually clear face, a layer of cold sweat appeared on his forehead instantly, and he lost his voice: "Guo Qingyi!! ”

When the man heard these three words, he seemed to chuckle, looked at his dress in a decent manner, and muttered, "I'm just like that fool?" ”

Zhao Kuang's eyes are straight, but if you look carefully, you will find the difference between this man and Guo Qingyi, but at a glance, the two of them seem to be carved out of a mold, this kind of face to a person who died in front of his eyes, this feeling is not ordinary weird, so weird that Zhao Kuang twisted his legs to verify whether this is a dream or not.

"Let me introduce myself first, my name is Guo Qinggui, the Guo Qingyi in your mouth is my own brother." The man leaned on the Audi and indifferently lit a cigarette.

Zhao Kuangchao repeated this name in his heart, making sure that it was the first time he had heard this name.

"It's normal that you don't know me, because I've just come down from a rocky mountain, and as for why I'm staying on it, you better not ask." Guo Qinggui chuckled, compared to Guo Qingyi, the biggest difference between Guo Qinggui is the cynicism that doesn't care about a qiē, it seems that there is nothing in this world that is worth his measurement, as for whether this cynicism represents absolute strength, or is it a trick, Zhao Kuangchao believes in the former more.

"Why did you find me?" Zhao Kuang asked chaotically, trying to shake off the unreality of looking at Guo Qinggui all the time.

"An old man sues me and you know what happened to the entire Guo family." Guo Qinggui dropped the cigarette butt and said.

"That's it?" Zhao Kuang was messing around, it seemed that there was too much to do, but looking at the exaggerated style of the Guo Qing ghost in front of him, it seemed that this was understandable.

"That's all." Guo Qinggui smiled, as if he felt that this Zhao Kuangchao, who could come out of Guo Qingming's mouth, was not as amazing as he imagined, and could even be described as mediocre.

Zhao Kuang messily gave out everything he knew, or he could have no reservations, after all, at this time, it was not his turn to choose, and it was all about repaying the "favor" he once owed to Guo Qingyi.

Because there is Gong San'er by his side, and I don't know if it is Gong San'er's influence, Zhao Kuang's troubled story, which is not a heart-wrenching story, also has a bit of a story, at least it can make this Guo Qing ghost who rejects all of them listen to it.

At the end of a story, the sky is all bright, giving people a feeling that the whole world has been renewed, and perhaps only people who work hard all night will truly appreciate the hard-won nature of this light, and those who do nothing will feel that this light is boring.

From beginning to end, Guo Qinggui's expression did not change much, as if he was listening to other people's stories and had nothing to do with him, this absolute disregard made Zhao Kuangchao unaccustomed, as if Guo Qinggui had no other feelings except cynicism, but if Zhao Kuangchao knew that Guo Qinggui was also virtuous even in front of those half-Buddha and half-immortal old men, it would probably not be surprising.

"To be honest, just looking at you, it's not an ordinary mismatch with this story, but it's right to think about it, the girl with the red candle won't run away with a gentleman." Guo Qinggui smiled indifferently, mentioning Guo Hongzhu, maybe it can be regarded as a bit of cynicism, it seems that the only person who has been to the mountains to see his surname Guo is only Guo Hongzhu, thinking about Guo Qinggui, he doesn't feel sad, and even a bit of luck.

Zhao Kuangchao was a little helpless, he didn't know what this man named Guo Qinggui was going to do, he had to resign himself to fate, this feeling made Zhao Kuangchao very bad.

"Let's go, why do you owe you this blind old Guo family once, this time I paid it back for the old Guo family, and I didn't want your life." Guo Qinggui gave an eviction order and waved his hand, his words were not ordinary arrogant and unreasonable, but for Zhao Kuang's mess, it seemed that he was better than anything to be able to leave this guy who exuded a strange smell on his body, and no matter how this Guo Qinggui went back in this wilderness, he started the Audi and left in a hurry.

After driving a distance, Zhao Kuangran slowed down and wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, originally thought that he had already understood the so-called Guo family, but now he feels that he has only seen the tip of the iceberg, how huge a complete family is, Zhao Kuangran is a little creepy when he thinks about it, but under this creepiness, Zhao Kuangran knows better what he has to face, and the city that he must set foot in the light, maybe the scars cut by the knife of this era are not like what he once was, But those things hidden deep in the bones have not changed, and the ruthless calf in the real sense is that even if he kneels down and submits, and is ravaged beyond recognition by the life raised by this son of a bitch, he can't forget that thing, maybe in a sense, Zhao Kuangchao is very similar to that Li person, and belongs to the type of revenge that must be avenged.

There are no shortcuts, and although this era is riddled with holes, how much more do you need to pay to set foot in those positions? Zhao Kuangran didn't feel ordinary tiredness, but the word giving up didn't come to mind, there was no, and now it is also not, in Gong San'er's words, what if you kneel down, you can still get up, even if you have only one mouth left, you have to bite off a piece of other people's meat.

Playing with this historical lighter in his hand, Guo Qing had a chuckle on his face, and he muttered this name in his mouth, it seemed that the more he chattered, the more this incomparably mediocre guy could fall into his memory, why did this seemingly unambitious guy have such ambitions? Guo Qinggui was a little curious.